The Sorrow of Ju Gui Douluo, Exploited Like Cattle and Horses

"A soul master has awakened a god-level martial soul in Martial Soul City."

"Find them immediately; we must recruit them."

"A soul master with such potential must join Martial Soul Hall at all costs."

"If possible, I am willing to take them as my disciple and cultivate them personally."

Worship Hall...

Qian Daoliu gazed in the direction where Su Yu resided, his eyes burning with intensity.

Although the aura of the Space-Time Dragon King had only flashed for an instant, Qian Daoliu's spiritual power was immense after breaking through to become a god.

He could clearly sense that the other party's god-level martial soul was even more terrifying than the Six-Winged Angel.

It is common knowledge that the strength of a soul master depends primarily on the power of their martial soul.

The reason the Angel Clan had dominated the continent for ten thousand years was precisely because the Angel Martial Soul was outrageously powerful.

If a martial soul surpassing the Six-Winged Angel were properly cultivated, the individual's future achievements would certainly not be lower than his own as a first-rank god.

Perhaps, Martial Soul Hall might even produce a God King.

This was why Qian Daoliu was so attentive toward Su Yu.

If it were an ordinary genius, Qian Daoliu would not have cared at all.

Only a god-level martial soul like the Space-Time Dragon King, which was even stronger than the Six-Winged Angel, was worth Qian Daoliu's concern.

Perhaps some might argue that judging a person's future solely by martial soul strength is too superficial.

After all, the famous master of theory, Yu Xiaogang, once said:

There are no useless martial souls in this world, only useless soul masters.

But if anyone believes that, Su Yu can only say they are a fool.

It is nothing more than toxic chicken soup.

Looking at any powerful soul master, not one of them possesses a trash martial soul.

If that toxic chicken soup were actually useful, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't still be a failure unable to break through level 30 in his middle age.

"Great Elder, leave this matter to me."

"I am willing to bring this fine seedling back."

Guangling Douluo volunteered.

As it happened, she had nothing to do at the moment.

So, she intended to go out on a mission to relax.

Qian Daoliu nodded.

Since Guangling Douluo had taken the initiative to accept the mission, he felt at ease.

Qian Daoliu trusted Guangling Douluo's abilities implicitly.

As a level 97 Super Douluo, she had never let him down.

Pope Palace...

Bibi Dong's reaction was the same as Qian Daoliu's.

She immediately planned to send someone to recruit Su Yu.

Bibi Dong's semi-god-level spiritual power was not just for show.

With Su Yu releasing his aura so blatantly, there was no way she could have missed it.

Bibi Dong was no fool.

Since such a fine seedling had appeared right under her nose, there was no reason for her to give up.

As long as this god-level martial soul was properly cultivated, the returns would be a hundred or a thousand times over.

"Yue Guan, Gui Mei, I give you one day to bring this fine seedling with the god-level martial soul back to me."

"No matter what, this person must be used by me."

Bibi Dong once again assigned the dirty work to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

As long as there was room to squeeze subordinates as useful as Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, Bibi Dong would naturally exploit them to the fullest.

Upon hearing that Bibi Dong had a new mission, the expressions of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo turned miserable.

Damn it, Bibi Dong is truly heartless.

Chrysanthemum Douluo clenched his fists, unable to stop himself from cursing inwardly.

They were already running off their feet trying to find Tang San.

Yet, before the previous mission was even completed, Bibi Dong had already issued a new one.

And the deadline was so tight!

This didn't take their feelings into account at all.

You have to realize, even beasts of burden are granted time to catch their breath.

They were dignified Titled Douluo, big shots who would be considered top-tier anywhere else, yet now they were being exploited by Bibi Dong to a degree even lower than beasts of burden.

This was nothing short of a humiliating disgrace.

Chrysanthemum Douluo truly wanted to flip the table.

Back when they served Qian Xunji, he at least treated them like human beings.

But under Bibi Dong, Titled Douluo were nothing more than tools.

Ghost Douluo's expression was grim.

He was equally dissatisfied with Bibi Dong's dehumanizing behavior.

Yet as subordinates, they had no choice but to accept it.

"As you command, Your Holiness."

No matter how much bitterness they felt inside, the two of them could only swallow their teeth along with their blood.

Stepping out of the Pope Palace, Chrysanthemum Douluo could no longer suppress his emotions and began to complain.

"Old Ghost, the Pope has been getting more and more excessive lately."

Perhaps it was because she learned of her future fate—that she would die at the hands of Tang San.

Bibi Dong had become even more cold and ruthless than ever before.

The old Bibi Dong at least cared about a shred of decency.

But now, she didn't care about her subordinates at all.

This made life miserable for the diligent Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Ghost Douluo felt deeply helpless.

He was also full of grievances.

But what else could they do?

They couldn't exactly switch masters, could they?

At this moment, both of them felt a sense of nostalgia for the time when Qian Xunji was in power.

For the next three days straight!

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were stretched to their absolute limits.

Not only were they monitoring news of Tang San every single second.

They also conducted a thorough investigation of every newly awakened spirit master in Martial Soul City.

Yet, they hadn't even caught a glimpse of the god-level martial soul possessor that Bibi Dong was looking for.

This resulted in Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo being reprimanded by Bibi Dong more than once.

She scolded them for their incompetence.

"Damn it!"

"We've investigated every single newly awakened spirit master in Martial Soul Hall, but there isn't a single one that meets the Pope's criteria."

"Could it be that the Pope is mistaken?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo felt deeply aggrieved.

They had been working tirelessly without a hint of laziness.

But with no results, they couldn't help but suspect that the problem lay with Bibi Dong.

After all, they knew their own capabilities; it was impossible for them to have been negligent.

"Do you have a death wish!"

"To even dare say such things..."

Ghost Douluo quickly interrupted Chrysanthemum Douluo, scolding him to watch his tongue.

Bibi Dong was not a person of great magnanimity.

If she heard that Chrysanthemum Douluo was speaking about her like this in private.

Chrysanthemum Douluo would definitely suffer a miserable fate.

On the other side...

Guangling Douluo was also failing to find Su Yu.

This left Guangling Douluo feeling very frustrated.

"Strange!"

"How could I not find him!"

Guangling Douluo had practically rounded up every six-year-old spirit master in Martial Soul City.

Yet, the prodigy Qian Daoliu spoke of remained nowhere to be found.

Guangling Douluo would never in a million years guess the truth.

The target she was looking for was not some six-year-old child at all.

He was a young man already twenty years of age.

Even if Su Yu were to appear right in front of Guangling Douluo now.

Guangling Douluo would never associate Su Yu with her target.

After all, awakening one's martial soul at six was common knowledge to everyone.

Even if one lacked the funds, Martial Soul Hall would provide the awakening ceremony for free.

No one would ever imagine that someone would wait until twenty to awaken their martial soul.

This was the very reason Su Yu had remained in Martial Soul City all this time without being exposed.

Unless Su Yu used his martial soul right in front of them.

These people could search for a lifetime and never find their way to him.